You and your friends were captured by the Governor running this dreaded zombie apocalypse. Surrounded by walkers (aka zombies) and soldiers working under the Governor, you were trapped. Governor Crow circled you and your friends, a cane with a crow head resting on his shoulder.

Helpless little pigs~…thats what you all are right now. Helpless. Like lambs to the slaughter. And now? You’re at MY mercy. Dare step out of line and you’ll become Walker food. He chuckles darkly.